We're in May! Two more months to go! So excited. The summer is quickly approaching. With Cooper going through the senior stuff - it makes summer's approach imminent.
Spring is here. May is the month where Texas has the most rain, and it was obvious this past week. Baseball has been cancelled all week for Miller, including his game yesterday. So he became my piano lesson partner as we traveled to four families. The bumper crop of wildflowers this year is still continuing. Our backyard has gone from blue from bluebonnets, to red from Indian paintbrushes, and now to yellow from black eyed Susan's. It's glorious. The duck couples are crossing the roads all over the subdivision, and the roadrunners are back. Except in our back yard. The dog has scared ours away.
Friday was Cooper's tennis team party at the Smith residence. Your siblings came with suits in hand, and even though it was 70 inside and out, they got in, and would warm up in the fountain hot tub. Such is the life. It was a fun evening out. Cooper got a certificate for Regional Tennis Qualifier, and is officially done with tennis. I asked him if he was going to take tennis classes at BYU and he said yes.
We had a peer take his senior pictures. She's done well taking sport pictures of our boys, and she is one of my piano students. She did a great job.
Cooper also got his first days on the schedule at Stumpy's, starting this week. I know he's anxious to begin.
And on the BYU front, Cooper missed the housing deadline, as he didn't officially accept his admission offering, until a mentor called to assist him. I guess the website was a bit confusing. So as of now, he'll be homeless.
Cooper spent some time this weekend fixing my car he dented. He had to pull the bumper off, attach new clips, and put the bumper back on. It's MUCH better.
Miller's field day efforts resulted in him placing second in the 100 yard dash, and first in the 400 and 200.
This weekend your father and Sawyer worked on getting the boat you've never seen ready to go. The motor that was under the tree in December got a battery and charger. They took the boat out to the lake, via our boat ramp, and had a few adventures. Sawyer caught some fish. Dad decided Sawyer needed a fishing etiquette lesson. And they saw a very dead cow against a boat ramp. As well as a lot of tree debris from recent rains. They also commented on how all the fish are unhealthy, sporting abrasions, pale flesh, and open wounds. The quality of the Brazos River must be poor quality.
Your father registered a Tarleton team, with me as a member, in a walking contest for the health insurance company. We're Team 6 Tarleton, and as of the end of the week were in the lead. He's getting in over 20K steps per day as he walks the dog two times. I am just at 10K for my average, but four miles is enough for me! He's very good about encouraging us all to eat more healthy and make better food choices.
Speaking of better choices. Miller was asked to be on the baseball all star team, but said he wouldn't play on Sunday. The coaches revised and revisited and asked him to play just on Saturdays. They desperately wanted him and will carry an extra player or two. We were so pleased that they'd make that concession for him. Unfortunately the league had mandatory try outs, because of the rain, held yesterday. Dad took him to the fields. Were we happy about having to try out on Sunday? No. But at least the league had them originally scheduled on a non Sunday day. I thought it was important to support the coaches' efforts in accommodating Miller's desire to not play on Sunday. Hence, we supported the Sunday tryout.
Sawyer was ordained a Priest last night. We had your father's two counselors come over to assist. Your father and I met at the home of a sister in the ward that needed a blessing, and both arrived home to an exuberant dog all over his counselors. They were good sports. In their suits.
Sometimes I feel like my letter is more like the large plates narrative, but since you're handling a large portion of the small plates, I hope the day to day mundane helps you feel loved, and a part of the family. At the close of General Conference, President Nelson said, "We hope and pray that each member’s home will become a true sanctuary of faith, where the Spirit of the Lord may dwell. Despite contention all around us, one’s home can become a heavenly place, where study, prayer, and faith can be merged with love. We can truly become disciples of the Lord, standing up and speaking up for Him wherever we are. May we access the power of His Atonement by our repentance each day. And may we dedicate and rededicate our lives to serving God and His children—on both sides of the veil."
Know that your service on your mission and the blessings we receive constitute a large portion of our home becoming a true sanctuary of faith. We love you. We're grateful you chose to become a disciple of Christ.
Love,
Mom
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